hi.
i write you from the leafcovered streets of montreal.
you are younger.
things are not stable and they may not be for a while. but things do get better. you find family in the winter. next summer you’ll have an apartment all to yourself. you’ll be isolated—but don’t worry, we’ll all be isolating (you’ll understand in time).
in the fall you and an old friend will both be living a short walk from one other in côte-des-neiges, and two more won’t be far behind. remember that you have friends and that they’re there for you even when you feel alone.
leaves fall and crisp and crunch under my boots and the weather drops to freezing by the end of october. soon you will be exactly who you want to be in the city that welcomed you with open arms.
things are looking up for us.
H.L.